Chapter 808

Tang Long and Bai Qi didn't think much of Yang Xuan's appearance, but a moment later, the sword in Yang Xuan's hand fell down.

There was no spiritual power fluctuation on the wooden sword. Even Yang Xuan had no spiritual power fluctuation all over his body, just like Yang Xuan just made an action at will. But a moment later, the faces of the evil Xiu people led by Tang Long became very ugly.

From one meter in front of Yang Xuan, countless sharp sword Qi suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, as if there were many sword friars in ambush. Of course, if you want to use a more appropriate description, it is just like the name of this sword. The sword Qi all over the sky is like rain, enveloping the evil practitioners.

The endless sword Qi formed a sword rain, in which the power twisted the trees under everyone to pieces.

"Extreme ice shield."

"White bone junction."

"Blood shield."

Tang long, Bai Qi and Ruoshan drank at the same time. A layer of solid ice, a layer of white bones and a bloody mask enveloped everyone.

"Soul snatching chop."

Next to Ruoshan, a man holding double knives cleaved a knife at Yang Xuan in the air. Under the blade, the purple light was tens of meters and flew towards Yang Xuan.

The sabre light is accompanied by violent murderous Qi and all kinds of negative breath that belongs to evil cultivation.

After using the "rain sword style", Yang Xuan's spiritual power had disappeared.

The soul snatching chop accurately fell on Yang Xuan, and Yang Xuan immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. The wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand slipped and fell downward. At the same time, many split wounds also appeared on Yang Xuan's body.

Yang Xuan only felt that he was black in front of his eyes, and bursts of sharp pain came from his body. The sharp pain made him break down.

At the same time, a heat flow came from Yang Xuan's left arm and spread rapidly to his whole body.

On the other hand, although everyone used their own moves to save their lives, Yang Xuan's "rain sword style" with 30% sword intention and 70% sword moves is too powerful. Under the endless sword bombardment, the triple powerful defense was also broken, leaving only the last spiritual shield on everyone.

Yang Xuan's body fell towards the ground.

In the sky, the shields on everyone's body were like paper paste when facing the endless sword Qi. They broke in the blink of an eye.

Clusters of blood splashed from the people. That was the blood flowing out of their bodies after they were pierced by the sword gas. However, it is said that the sword Qi can cover the sky and block out the sun after the extreme cultivation. After all, Yang Xuan's cultivation time is too short to give full play to the power of one thousandth of the extreme sword skill. After layers of life-saving skills and the weakening of the spiritual shield on the people, only one tenth of the total sword Qi fell on the people.

Although many evil Xiu were black and blue at this time, most of them were only skin injuries and were not hurt to the key.

The blood on Bai Qi's body traced back, and the wound healed between several breaths. This is the most powerful part of his cultivation. As long as there is blood and spiritual power, he is immortal.

People's eyes fell on Yang Xuan, who was still falling, and the look in their eyes was very complex.

After Yang Xuan admitted that he was a reborn monk, everyone was relieved. Yes, how can there be such abnormal people in the world? They have strong force at a young age, and they can't see the future achievements at a glance.

But after Yang Xuan suddenly turned back and rebelled, the people seemed to find that their envy of Yang Xuan came back to their hearts.

"He is very strong. If you give him time, maybe the people of the whole northern region will not be his opponent." Bai Qi's eyes fell on Yang Xuan and murmured.

"Yes, this is definitely the most talented person I've ever seen." Tang Long licked his lips and said, "but now he has run out of oil and the lamp is dry. If he falls down like this, he will die."

"Vice Lord, don't you catch his body? If his body falls like this, how can you take it away?"

Ruoshan, standing behind Tang long, looked at Tang Long and asked suspiciously.

Tang Long shook his head with a smile on his face and said, "girl, you don't understand that. The most powerful trick of the magic I practiced in those years is that it can be easily taken away. As long as it's the body I like, it can be used even if it's damaged. Besides, I'm afraid this boy is cheating."

Tang Long said, then looked at the evil Xiu with double knives, gave him a favorable look and said, "well done. If you hadn't done it this time, maybe he would have run away at the last minute."

The man was embarrassed and scratched his head. His eyes fell on Yang Xuan. He felt that he still looked unreal. At the thought that Yang Xuan was killed by himself just now, the man began to doubt whether he had inadvertently strengthened his strength again.

At this time, Yang Xuan's arm suddenly lifted up, and the spiritual power gushed out of his fingertips and summoned the wooden sword not far from him.

"No, he's not dead yet."

The evil Xiu holding the double swords exclaimed, and a gust of wind had been generated under Yang Xuan, holding his body,

"What, are you still alive after being hurt like this?"

Tang Long's face showed a look of surprise. His body quickly fell to the ground and was ready to make another knife for Yang Xuan. He could also bring Yang Xuan's body up on the way.

The distance between them was only tens of meters. A few seconds later, Tang Long appeared in front of Yang Xuan.

"Roar."

A long roar suddenly came out of Yang Xuan's mouth and rang through dozens of peaks up and down the wanlingzong. Even the birds still inhabiting in the woods were frightened to fly by the long roar.

Yang Xuan, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. The wooden sword falling towards the ground suddenly appeared in Yang Xuan's hand. Yang Xuan held the wooden sword in one hand. His eyes were red and black. At this time, his eyes turned red.

"Kill... All die."

Yang Xuan's voice was very hoarse, but the expression on his face looked particularly ferocious, just like a ghost.

Seeing that the distance between Tang Long and Yang Xuan is only two meters away, a sharp breath has condensed in his hands. As long as he moves forward, this fierce energy can fall on Yang Xuan and cut his throat.

At this time, the flames gushed out of Yang Xuan's body and illuminated the dark night sky as if it were day.

The flame turned into two huge hands and grabbed Tang long. The hot temperature above made Tang Long's hair scorched, and his clothes suddenly burned up.

Thousands of people fighting up and down Wangtian peak were attracted by the sudden fire and even stopped fighting.